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Posted on October 8, 2013 at 10:30:34 PM by Isola :: Solaris
 It is a big place, this land I have so chosen to make my home. I don’t think the size bothers me though, not truly, for how will it take before the land is rich and filled as the Kingdom I leave behind? I am born to fields of gold and wild blue skies, cliffs and ravines and as such, perhaps, I have never seen reason to fear that which is open any more then that which is closed with forest. I cannot say whether or not Coszcotl desires to have a pack so large as that of my Mother, I am sure though he desires more then have yet come though I think perhaps, for a time at least there is something to be enjoyed in the silence and quiet and freedom to move without colliding with another who bows and scrapes at your paws. I am not above them and yet so many make it so. When others continue to raise you up….how do you step down? Maybe I have gone about this the wrong way, maybe I have not stepped down- but away and yet I do not feel I have caused harm in this. Diveen is my brothers crown and throne, he desires it as flowers desire sun and indeed though one day I understand what it is I must do, I understand how the thing I will become may see so much of Diveen turn against me I cannot bring myself to challenge my Brother for something he so desires. I will only sit atop the throne of the City of Angels if Achilles and Sage in turn should both meet a death unseen and truly I have no wish for that. I love my siblings as I love my family and perhaps it is that love that makes me want to….leave. These are strange things to feel, I do not understand them so entirely, though perhaps that is a folly of youth, I cannot say. I know only that I must take another path, that to be what I need to be, to do what I must do in the coming years cannot be done if it is I walk amongst those I move to turn from in once sense or another. I am no longer a tiny child, I am half a man grown and my work with Eden must continue still, though I still need more then just him, so many more and I am running out of time, there is just never enough. One year old…..and I am running out of time. I shook the thoughts away for now as I stood beside my Mother, allowing my own smile to touch the white of my lips, the russet rims of my gaze resting upon her. She is a wolf most brave my Mother, she stands so tall and proud and speaks so well in that which she desires and yet for all her skill, even I can see the sadness in her eyes and the way her voice trembles as she speaks. She will not cry, this I know, not until she believes none are looking. I do not know truly why she is so upset, I am moving to another pack, not another land. I will always be her son, I will always be Diveen’s Prince and I will always come home…at least….for as long as they will have me and I know a time will come when they will not. Maybe it is better then, to leave her side now then to grow only further in her shadow and in her footsteps and make such things only harder in the years to come. He spoke then, asking us to see this land of his as Mother nodded, moving to step forward and beside him, to walk as his equal, not his leader and let him show us this land he had claimed for himself. I shifted slightly, waiting once more for her to speak, waiting for her touch against my side and signal for myself to come forward and toward the black and white male I had seen so often within the pack when it was Mother and I were given to walk in the mornings. I wanted to learn what she did, I wanted to see and understand why it was so very, very many came so willingly to her call. Many say it is Heyel’s call they answer, not truly her own or Kane’s. Yet I have walked to earth of DIveen and I have seen who it is they truly bow to. I have heard the taunts the wolves of Iromar and perhaps other packs offer in this, that Mother is a pawn of sorts, a puppet to be played. They need only walk amongst Diveen to see the mistruth of this. Diveen follows Isola, not Heyel and I believe he chose my Mother because he knew, that of his elder children, it would be she that would inspire a leadership different from his own. Perhaps I am wrong though, there is much I do not know of Heyel, there is much I must find out. I must find Eden again soon, though for now my thoughts were turned to the Alpha I had chosen as I moved to stand before him, to hold myself up, to let him see. Maybe he will not take me, maybe I am too young or he perceives I cannot be yet of use and I suppose in this I would understand. I am not as the others though, this I know, I am not sure I can wait another year. There is no time. My paws shifted nervously with these thoughts, I am not used to standing before another this way and I find myself….anxious, the violet blue of my gaze lifting to his own to meet it. Nervous I may be, but I am not a coward, I will not tremble before him, if it is I am asking for something, then it is so that I will ask for it entirely and with pride in my own decision, a small smile gracing my features as he spoke though indeed the smile, truly, was not in my acceptance so much as it was in that which he offered Mother- a promise she would understand. She smiled in this also, nodding her head in grateful acceptance of this, moving once more to press her muzzle to the white and flickering black of my ruff before she shifted forward again, gesturing for Coza to lead the way as I found my own words once more. “Thank you. Please, I would like very much to see this land I am to live in.” If I am to be a living symbol of peace between our packs, then so be it. I desire this thing and if this is but the first step them I am glad to take it. Now I need only find a way to bring all others to this realisation. So much to be done. I stepped forward and away from my Mothers side for the first time since I was but a small, or smaller, child. Moving to step forward and into my pack land, my own eyes grown wide and ears pricked forward, curious and determined indeed to this land as another grin found my features, one all my own this time. "Coza?" I turned once more, white and red frame angling back towards his own, violet blue eyes seeking his once more as I stood upon ungainly limbs and too-large paws. "What is it I will be in this Tribe? When they ask of my rank, what do I say?" 41in, 185lbs || Kane x Isola || Brother of Achilles, Sage, Forfax, Haziel, Ariel || Angel Prince of Diveen |
Replies:
- Rising~●~Sun - By Coszcotl October 9, 2013 at 09:22:11 PM
{Angels are Bright Still} - By Isola :: Solaris October 17, 2013 at 09:54:51 PM
Rising~●~Sun - By Coszcotl October 21, 2013 at 01:52:52 PM
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